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Fantasy Grim and Grimmer

Lilith huffed, and told Nolan, "Yeah, well everyone knows you guys would do fine assisting them without me." She sighed again, realising there was no use arguing.


To Bram she shook her head, to exhausted to respond. As well as when the newcomer approached them. She completely ignored her, leaving the little girl to Nolan.


"It's to early for this shiz" She muttered under her breath.


She rolled her eyes when Bram hit on the little girl. 'Typical' She thought.
 
Now laugh a little, they see you as small, enforce that. She laughed in a way that could be seen as cute. "The one and only! But most people just call me Sam. I don't think I managed to catch your name I'm afraid."
 
"I'm Bram Foley, Culler extraordinare," he said with a sarcastic bow. He felt Lilith's disapproving glare boring holes into his back and sighed mentally. And she thinks I'm flirting again.


"
I'm only saying hello," He pointed out to Lilith quietly. He smirked. "No need to glare jealously."
 
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Lilith rolled her eyes once more, and sighed. 'Yeah, right. In your dreams.' She thought, playing with her scythe. She knew Bram. Although not as much as some, she still knew who he was. Maybe he wasn't flirting with the girl. He was out of her league anyway. And she didn't think he was interested in little girls.


Now with her curiosity climbing, Lilith decided to make small talk, thinking if she knew this little girl more, the more she could use her to her advantage.


"How old are you girl?" She asked, still messing with her intimidating black and red scythe.
 
Lilith huffed and answered, "That's on a need to know basis." Then with her scythe she swung it at Sam, barely missing her face as if to imply 'no more pestering or your dead'.


Lilith sighed, glancing at Sam's large eyes and petite body. "Lilith" She mumbled, not bothering with her last name. Medea was a cool name, but it reminded her of her family, a past she didn't want to remember, but not forget.
 
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Bayne woke up, confused. It was the norm, but something felt different. A large, creepy looking place was in the distance. All things considered, he was alright. He leaned back and a dark purple scythe came down in an arc, impaling the grass near his mid-section. A soft wind blew by--accompanied with a frenzied yell.


"Where the hell am I?!" He yelled out, not knowing anything about his surroundings. The last thing he remembered was walking somewhere...far. He got up and started walking, scythe in hand. He was gonna find whoever brought this thing in close contact to him and shove it up their nether-nether.
 

(I apologise, I didn't get alerted on this.

O.o )
Florence, or Ren, ran his thumb across the tip of his scythe as he sighed in exasperation. He didn't like new comers in the fullest, and having even more people pestering was an absolute pain. He didn't enjoy training, or human interaction at all, so he stayed where he assumed people couldn't see him. If they saw him, who cares? But if they dragged him into the training, however, he would be pissed. Them, his fellow grim reapers, knew that starting a fight with him wasn't the most pleasant of ideas.

 
She smiles brightly, completely unfazed by the scythe almost hitting her head. "Lilith is a very nice name. I'm very happy to meet you!" She extended her hand to shake.
 
"Play nice," Bram told Lilith, frowning at her scything display. Using scythes as a method of intimidation was ridiculous in his opinion, unless it was for a good reason. And this wasn't a good enough reason.


Bram also noticed something unsettling about Sam. She seemed to be too happy. Now, being happy wasn't a bad thing, but there was a little hesitation between her smiles and giggles and words. And he was determined to figure out what it was that made him so wary. Later though, there was coffee to be found.
 
"To be trained in the ways of Killing and Culling," Bram answered with a tone that said 'duh!' "We're here to lend a hand."
 
Okay just don't mention that you already know how to do that. "Uh- Killing? As in killing people?" She said looking slightly scared.
 
"What?! No! The person is already technically dead. Killing is when you release the soul from the body," Bram said quickly. They didn't actually kill people! Jeez, did she seriously think they went around murdering people?
 
"You didn't know that?" Bram asked with a raised brow. Oh crap she isn't a recruit is she, Bram thought with a wave of dread. What had he done? Had he just sold out the town? What if she told the government? What would they do? Would he be taken away? Arrested? Put to death? Put in an insane asylum? This is bad, very bad, very very bad!
 
"Well I do now! Where can I sign up?" She said with a grin. 
((I'm gonna be AFK for the better part of the day, sorry!))
 
Nolan glanced over at Bram, who seemed rather worried about what he had just said. "Calm down." he insisted. "No need to get so worked up. Obviously if she's here she's going to become a Grim too, otherwise she would have been forced to leave by now." he turned to Sam. "You're already signed up; that's why you're standing in front of the Bank with the rest of us."
 
"Oh just bash my head in with a brick," Bram muttered to Nolan, a frown pulling down on the corners of his lips. He really needed more rest. His nerves were shot. He wanted to just go curl up in a corner and nap but it was too late to catch up on sleep now.
 
"Uh- sorry for worrying you. I'm very excited to begin! Also, I don't mean to be a bother or anything, but do any of you know where I can get a good cup of coffee? I had a... late night." She had found out what she wanted to know, time to celebrate a bit. And besides, she really was tired.
 
"Hun, if I knew where the coffee was around here, I'd have already downed it all," Bram sighed heavily, crossing his arm and leaning back against a desk to cross his ankles. He honestly didn't feel like going and helping with training, but he didn't really didn't have a choice.

 
"Ah. Well thats a shame." She said, smiling slightly. Remember, don't let the disguise drop. If you do, there will be questions. You remember what happened last time. And stop frowning while you think! "So now what?" She asked, making sure that her smile was still in place.
 

Ren scoffed a little, shaking his head at the time the two were taking. "Guys," Ren decided to speak, he was getting tired of all the chitchat, clearing his throat as he stepped out of the 'shadows', "look, we're taking up too much time. Can we just get a move on? And for soul's sake, at least give the girl her scythe and teach her too how to cuff." Ren rolled his eyes and ran his thumb across the tip of his scythe once more, looking back down on the ground. He waited a few minutes, and spoke again.





"Newbie, I'm Ren."


 

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